gravity defying
pinky toe
half dinosaur
a few years
out of the tree
or a new species
synergy walking
a sound
in a tube of light
automatic, uh
automatic...everything!
firing thought
exposes the shutter
spicy grit in your hair
your scent
sets my ol' factory in motion
what makes you so unhappy?
you have a moon
peeking in your window
and a winged dragon
flying above your bed
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